Bared to You (A Crossfire Novel)

Product Description From #1 New York Times bestselling author Sylvia Day comes the first novel in the Crossfire series—a provocative masterstroke of abandon and obsession that redefined the meaning of desire, and became a global phenomenon. Gideon Cross came into my life like lightning in the darkness... He was beautiful and brilliant, jagged and white-hot. I was drawn to him as I’d never been to anything or anyone in my life. I craved his touch like a drug, even knowing it would weaken me. I was flawed and damaged, and he opened those cracks in me so easily... Gideon knew. He had demons of his own. And we would become the mirrors that reflected each other’s most private wounds...and desires. The bonds of his love transformed me, even as I prayed that the torment of our pasts didn’t tear us apart... Review Praise for Bared to You “You know you’re in for a good book when other authors—and I mean LOTS of other authors—recommend it.”—USA Today “A page-turner!”—Access Hollywood Live “Bared to You takes a sensual look at a darker side of love.”—Shelf Awareness “[A] highly charged story that flows and hits the mark.”—Kirkus Reviews “Full of emotional angst, scorching love scenes, and a compelling story line.”—Dear Author More Praise for Sylvia Day and the Crossfire series “A wild, high-altitude ride.”—USA Today “Will have you furiously flipping pages.”—Glamour “Sophisticated, engaging, clever and sweet.”—The Irish Independent “Superb writing...I can’t wait to see what Day does next!”—RT Book Reviews “When it comes to brewing up scorchingly hot sexual chemistry, Day has few literary rivals.”—Booklist About the Author Sylvia Day is the #1 New York Times and #1 international bestselling author of over 20 award-winning novels sold in more than 42 countries. She is a #1 bestselling author in 28 countries, with over 18 million copies sold. Her Crossfire series has been optioned for television and is currently in development. Visit Sylvia at SylviaDay.com, Facebook.com/AuthorSylviaDay, and on Twitter @SylDay. Excerpt. © Reprinted by permission. All rights reserved. “WE SHOULD HEAD to a bar and celebrate.” I wasn’t surprised by my roommate’s emphatic pronouncement. Cary Taylor found excuses to celebrate, no matter how small and inconsequential. I’d always considered it part of his charm. “I’m sure drinking the night before starting a new job is a bad idea.” “Come on, Eva.” Cary sat on our new living room floor amid half a dozen moving boxes and flashed his winning smile. We’d been unpacking for days, yet he still looked amazing. Leanly built, dark-haired, and green-eyed, Cary was a man who rarely looked anything less than absolutely gorgeous on any day of his life. I might have resented that if he hadn’t been the dearest person on earth to me. “I’m not talking about a bender,” he insisted. “Just a glass of wine or two. We can hit a happy hour and be in by eight.” “I don’t know if I’ll make it back in time.” I gestured at my yoga pants and fitted workout tank. “After I time the walk to work, I’m going to hit the gym.” “Walk fast, work out faster.” Cary’s perfectly executed arched brow made me laugh. I fully expected his million-dollar face to appear on billboards and fashion magazines all over the world one day. No matter his expression, he was a knockout. “How about tomorrow after work?” I offered as a substitute. “If I make it through the day, that’ll be worth celebrating.” “Deal. I’m breaking in the new kitchen for dinner.” “Uh . . .” Cooking was one of Cary’s joys, but it wasn’t one of his talents. “Great.” Blowing a wayward strand of hair off his face, he grinned at me. “We’ve got a kitchen most restaurants would kill for. There’s no way to screw up a meal in there.” Dubious, I headed out with a wave, choosing to avoid a conversation about cooking. Taking the elevator down to the first floor, I smiled at the doorman when he let me out to the street with a flourish. The moment I stepped outside, the smells and soun